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Speed Trap
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Speed Trap It is 9 o'clock on Friday night, and all I can think is how screwed up my life is. I've been looking forward to my date all week: I spent an hour getting reading, transforming from my conservative librarian style to my weekend slut look. My dress shows enough to be interesting. Not interesting enough, though, since my date tonight was really a break-up dinner. Now I'm driving home at about 80 mph, brimming with frustration. I need a good fuck, and I'm afraid my vibrator isn't going to be good enough tonight. I'm getting an early start on a masturbatory fantasy- maybe the deliveryman tonight- when I see the lights behind me. Great, a cop. I finally realize how fast I'm going. Shit, this is a problem I really don't want to deal with. I pull the car off the road, roll the window down, and start looking for my insurance card. "Good evening, ma'am," comes a deep voice, "you have an emergency?" "No, sir," I say. "Just a bad date." He asks for my paperwork and takes it to his car. I've never been pulled over before, and I'm pretty nervous. "I'm going to have to ask you to step out of your car, ma'am," comes the voice again. I open the door and climb out, my dress inching up to show the top of my stockings and the beginning of my garter belt. "Have you been drinking?" he asks. I finally look at him now and see he is an incredible piece of man- all muscle. I can barely breathe looking at him.  "No, sir." "I'm going to have to ask you to prove that. We're checking all our speeders tonight." He tells me to walk a straight line, which is a challenge in my stiletto heels. As I walk, I realize he is staring at my ass. It's all I can do not to add a little wiggle to my step. "Now I need you to bend over and touch your toes," he says. I have never heard of this particular test, but I know I have to obey him. Even if he weren't a cop, I think I would probably do whatever he says. He's still behind me. When I lean over my skirt rises to my ass. The beams of the headlights are on me enough that he can see that I am wearing a garter belt but no panties. I hear him suck in his breath, and I can't help it, but I do add a wiggle now. "Well, I don't think you've been drinking, but I'm going to have to ask you to go over to your car and put your hands on the roof, so I can frisk you. We've had some problems with drugs tonight." Normally I would be offended by this invasion of my privacy, but the thought of this gorgeous man touching me makes me wet. I follow his instructions and stand by the car with my hands on the roof, legs spread wide. He walks up behind me and puts his hands on my shoulders. Slowly he strokes his hands over my shoulders and down my back. My nipples harden in anticipation. His hands move to my stomach and pause. I can feel his solid body behind me, not quite touching me. He slides his hands up and molds my breasts. I know he can feel the hard peaks of my nipples. "Just procedure, ma'am." He sounds hoarse, and I wonder if he is as affected as I am. His hands roam my breasts and then they are gone, gliding down my hips and my legs. My legs are covered in sheer stockings, with no hiding place. He strokes down them anyway- first down the outside, then up the inside of my calves to my thighs. He pauses again at my garter belt. I know he can smell my arousal, as his hands move up to mold my ass. "You don't seem to be hiding anything," the cop says. It strikes me that he is about to be done touching me and I do not want him to stop. "What about a cavity search?" I ask. I can't believe I said that! He hesitates, and then I can tell he is smiling. "That's an excellent idea." He leads me to the trunk of my car and has me lean forward, my breasts pushing into the metal. I feel him start to slide his hands up my legs again and slowly his fingers reach my wet pussy. He slides one finger in, then two. I am moaning in rhythm with his fingers. He puts a third finger in, and I feel myself stretching. I gasp out loud. "Nothing hiding, but maybe I need to look," he whispers. He bends down, and I can feel his face near my ass, can feel him watch his fingers fucking my snatch. His fingers pull out, and I moan a protest at the emptiness. I feel him licking at my wetness just before his tongue enters my pussy. I am almost screaming out when his finger slowly enters my anus. I have never been touched there. With this dual assault I come, finally screaming, my whole body shivering in desire. "You seem alright to me, " he says, " but we haven't checked your mouth yet." I stand up, turn toward him, and get on my knees before he even asks. I know exactly what he wants. He unzips his pants and pulls out the biggest dick I've ever seen. I know that even though I won't be able to take it all into my mouth, I am going to really enjoy sucking him. I start by licking the head, and I hear him groan softly. He puts his hands in my hair, holding my head close to him. I lick down his cock and up the other side, using my hand to grip his shaft. I start slowly, bringing him into my mouth until I can hardly breathe from being so full of him. Then I move back to the head so slowly that I can feel all his muscles tighten. He grips my hair harder, and I begin to move faster, using my hands on his balls and his shaft. He cries out as he comes in my mouth in a big burst. I stand up, suddenly realizing the vulnerability of my situation. I've been giving a blowjob on the side of the road, but at least I know I won't be arrested. We arrange our clothing, and I can tell he's feeling awkward. "Am I free to go now, officer?" "Well, I guess I can let you off with a warning this time." He grins wickedly at me. "How about a police home?" I consider, and knowing what I want to do with this gorgeous man and his beautiful cock, I say, "Yes, Please." 'Am I crazy,' I wonder, as I drive home. I've always been impulsive, but I've never done anything insane like give a blowjob on the side of the road. Okay, if I'm going to be honest, I've never done anything sexual outside of a house. I missed out on fooling around in a car like the other<b> teenagers. </font></b>I have perverted fantasies, but my reality has been fairly tame. And yet, I just gave head to a stranger. I asked him to touch me. And I liked it. What has happened to me? At least I know his name now; Markus introduced himself as he helped me into my car. Now as he me home, I can't decide if I should follow through with this or not. My body says yes, but my mind... well, my mind is still questioning my sanity. I pull into my driveway, and Markus drives up and parks behind me. I open my door and climb out. Turning, I watch him step out of the car. The light in his car is bright enough that I can see something I never expected: there's another man in the car, a shorter, blonder cop. I stare, dumbfounded, uncertain what to even think. The other cop steps out of the car and walks over to Markus. He's staring at me intently; I glance at Markus and see him smile. "I'd like to introduce you to my partner, Jim." I continue to stare at them. Neither of them looks remotely embarrassed about the situation. I'm probably embarrassed enough for all of us. Jim looks me up and down saying, "Nice to meet you." I finally pull myself together enough to ask, "Markus, why didn't you mention you had a partner in your car?" He looks vaguely guilty. "I didn't think much about it. I was a bit preoccupied." He smiles slowly, and I blush knowing exactly what he's thinking. I turn toward my house and walk to the door. They follow me. Obviously, I will have to be more direct with my rejection. I unlock my door and tell them, "Thanks for seeing me home. I'll be fine now, so you can get back to work." They exchange glances and Markus replies, "We're off duty. We thought you might want us to come in." "I don't think so. I know what you must think of me after what happened earlier, but I'm not really like that." They exchange glances again, and this time Jim speaks. "What I think is that you are one of the sexiest women I have ever seen. I have had a hard-on since you got out of your car back there. I want to see you on your knees sucking my dick like you did Markus's. And then I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop." I stare at him, and then my gaze lowers- he does have an erection. Despite my embarrassment, I am aroused knowing that I turned him on; hearing what he wants to do to me shocks me, yet it is also excites me. I have never been with two men before, but I have spent many lonely nights fantasizing about it. Now I have my chance. "You can come in," I tell them, and they smile. I walk into my house, wondering where I should take them. I know what they're here for, but it seems awkward to go straight into my bedroom. I pause in the living room and ask, "Do you want something to drink?" Watching me carefully, they both shake their heads. Jim walks toward me and takes my hand. He raises it to his lips to kiss my palm. I feel the stubble of his chin against my skin, and I shiver. "If you want us to leave, we will," Jim tells me. I consider it again. I know this is my last chance to change my mind. I have never done anything like this, but I desperately want to. I want to have them both. Knowing that Jim is giving me another opportunity to say no, I feeler safer saying yes. "No, I don't want you to go." I sense Markus behind me; I am completely between them, two strong male bodies covering me. I can feel their breath, and the heat from their skin shoots desire through me. Jim places my hand on his chest and his hands on my waist. He lowers his mouth to mine to kiss me; he is gentle, barely touching my lips. When I wrap my arms around his neck, he opens his mouth on mine, biting and sucking my lips. His kisses become more demanding, and I forget everything but the way his mouth feels. Markus's hands on my back startle me. He begins to massage the tension out of my muscles. Still kissing Jim, I relax into Markus until I am leaning into him. I feel his mouth against my hair and neck, kissing and nibbling down to my shoulder. I moan softly against Jim's mouth. He kisses down my throat to the top of my dress. Working together, Markus and Jim lift my dress and pull it over my head. I am naked except for my bra, garter belt and stockings. I can feel both men staring at me. "God, you're sexy," Markus tells me. "You're both overdressed," I say. I don't know where my boldness comes from. I am not nervous anymore, but anxious. I know that being with these two men will be better than my fantasies. I watch Jim as he unbuttons his shirt, his hands moving down his chest, slowly revealing his muscular chest. Behind me, Markus takes off his clothes more quickly. While Jim removes his shirt and begins to pull off his pants, Markus tugs my body against his. I feel his erection in the small of my back. I remember what he tasted like, how large his cock was in my mouth. Jim strips off his underwear and stands naked in front of me. His dick isn't as long as Markus's but it is thicker; already I am anticipating him inside me, stretching me wide. I touch Jim's chest, sliding my hands down his body. I lean toward him to flick his nipple with my tongue. He sucks in his breath, so I nip him with my teeth. Markus's hands caress my back as he unfastens my bra and slips it off of me. Jim pulls my head up to kiss me again, barely touching his mouth to mine. He kisses my chin, my throat, and down to my breasts. His tongue lightly licks my nipple; he looks up at me, testing my reaction. Eyes locked on mine, he gently bites down on the hard point. Markus's hands slide down my ass to my thighs, and I recall his earlier frisking. The moisture of my pussy trickles onto my thighs. He unhooks my stockings from the garter belt, slowly sliding the nylon down my legs while his mouth trails behind. Jim sucks my nipple into his mouth, and I groan, grabbing his head. Markus finishes removing my stockings and sees Jim at my breast. I am completely absorbed in the feel of his mouth on my skin. Markus rises and stands next to Jim, taking my other breast in his mouth. I have never known such exquisite pleasure than having these two men suckling my breasts. I moan and hold their heads against me, locking them into position. My knees are weak, and the pleasure is so intense that I cry out, my whole body shuddering in climax. When they pull away from me, I feel lost with no one touching me. Jim looks at Markus, "I think it's your turn to watch." Markus looks reluctant to agree, but he nods his head. Jim takes my hand and leads me to my bedroom. Markus follows a few steps behind us. A king sized canopy bed almost entirely fills my room. Markus sits down on my reading chair in the corner of my room. Jim stops next to the bed, brushing soft, feather light kisses along my mouth and along my jaw. He seems in no hurry, despite the erection poking against my abdomen. His control and patience heighten my sensitivity and arousal. I feel beautiful and desired as his mouth tickles down my neck and along my shoulders. "Jim," I breathe his name, my skin alive with desire. He teases my breasts with those same kisses; he lifts me up and lays me on the bed. His eyes on me, Jim's mouth continues down my ribs, along my stomach, until he reaches my thighs. He kisses the inside of one leg down to my knee and then switches to the other leg, reversing direction. He gently bites the inside of my thigh. I moan and wrap my hands in the sheets beneath me. His teasing is torture; I want his mouth on me. I want his tongue in me. "Jim, please," I whisper. "Please, what?" He looks up at me, eyes full of mischief. "Don't you like me kissing you?" "Stop teasing me." Jim turns to Markus, "What do you think? Should I stop teasing her?" I feel instant guilt. I had forgotten about Markus, so focused on Jim's mouth. I turn my head and see that Markus is watching us, his hand lazily stroking his erection, a slight smile on his face. "I think you should tease her until she begs." Jim returns his attention to me. "My sentiments exactly." He bends back down to me, mouth now trailing down my calf, absently nipping me along the way. I feel tongue and teeth and hands everywhere- except where I want them. My body struggles for release. "Please, Jim. I can't take it. Please." I know I should have more pride than to beg him, I know I shouldn't feel so desperate, but every part of me is screaming for Jim. In answer, I feel his tongue touch my clitoris; he continues to tease me, licking and retreating with the faintest pressure. The torture is exquisite. My hands uncurl from the sheets and grab his hair. "Please," I beg. I know he can escape my grip, but he allows me to guide him. His mouth finally devotes itself entirely to my clit, as he sucks and nips at it. He slides a finger into me to locate my G-spot. My body writhes beneath him, the pleasure of his mouth and finger shocks me. My hands tangle more tightly in his hair and my legs tighten against his shoulders. But Jim resists my urging; his mouth and fingers torment me in their assault. He draws my clit into his mouth, and his fingers increase their pressure. I struggle against him, nearly unable to bear the intensity. Each time I expect completion, he eases me away. Finally, wrapping my legs around his head, I force him to give me satisfaction. "Oh God, Jim. Oh, Yes!" I cry out. This orgasm is like no other I've had. I had always thought that the G-spot was a myth, until now. My body continues to convulse beneath him; slowly, my muscles relax until I am spent and totally satisfied. Jim laughs against me, kissing up my body until he reaches my breasts. My eyes closed, I feel his mouth begin a lazy exploration of my nipples. "Jim," I whisper, "I can't handle anymore." "I think you can. You have to. Neither one of us is nearly done with you." My eyes shoot open when I remember Markus again. Even as I wonder if I can possibly please them both, I am eager to try. I have already felt more pleasure tonight than I ever have; from the time Markus pulled me over for speeding until now, I have been almost like a different person. I have become a person who acts out her fantasies instead of just imagining them. And in my fantasies, I can handle two men with ease. Jim raises himself on his arms and kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips when he delves into my mouth. I open my legs to him, and I am so wet that he meets no resistance as he eases into me. He lifts my legs to his shoulders and begins a slow rhythm, sliding in and out of me, inch by inch.  I tighten myself around him, and Jim, encouraged, quickens his pace. He kisses and nibbles the inside of my knee as he moves faster now. I touch his chest, sliding my hands through the thin hair and lightly pinching his nipples. His body is perfect, all hard lines and muscle. Pulling one leg down from his shoulder, I reach around to grab his ass. I watch him, his face focused on maintaining control. I know that he has been aroused since he watched me on the side of the road with Markus. I don't want him to hold back anymore; I dig my fingernails into his skin, pulling him further into me. With my other hand, I caress his cheek and mouth. His concentration breaks, and Jim fucks me with abandon. His body tightly coiled, he drives into me, yelling as he comes. I continue to stroke his face, playing my fingers across the stubble of his chin. Looking disappointed, he collapses on top of me, apologizing. "That's okay. I have nothing to complain about." I have already had two orgasms, and I know I will have more. Turning my head, I see Markus stroking his cock. I sense his need and growing frustration. Now that I have accepted how much I want this, I cannot stop myself. "Come lay down," I tell him. To Jim, I say, "I think your partner's ready for his turn." Jim rolls off of me to lie on the side of the bed. Markus lies down on my other side, and my fingers itch to touch his cock. Remembering the weight of him in my mouth, I look forward to having him inside me again. I kiss his lips for the first time. Even though we have touched each other intimately, we have never kissed. The taste of his mouth and the feel of his lips is completely different that Jim's. He kisses me with softly with affectation. He runs his fingers through my hair, making my scalp tingle in delight. He kisses along my jaw to my ear, where he nibbles along my earlobe. I sigh against him, tasting the skin of his neck and throat. His mouth returns to mine, and this time the kiss is deeper, more passionate. I cannot wait anymore. My body is so stirred up that I can't believe I have already had two orgasms. My mouth fused with his, I climb on top of him and fit myself around his dick. I slide down until he is fully inside me; he is so large that it is almost painful. Breaking the kiss, I place my hands on his chest for balance. I have always loved the feeling of power in riding a man, in controlling the pace and depth of lovemaking. I rock myself back and forth on him, enjoying the feel of him deep inside me. Markus lifts his hands to my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples. I groan in pleasure. I wiggle against him, and he laughs. He slips his hands around to squeeze my ass, and the pressure inside me increases. I can feel my climax approaching; still riding his enormous cock, I angle myself so my clit rubs against him. Circling my hips around to increase the friction, I cry out when the pleasure becomes too much, and then I cry out again in relief when my body shatters. Knowing Markus hasn't come yet, I continue to rock against him. Looking over, I see that Jim is erect again, and I know immediately that I must have them both right now. I don't know where my boldness is coming from because I don't care anymore. I questioned my sanity for being with Markus earlier, but now I know the only insanity would be not enjoying myself to the fullest by taking advantage of the two naked men in my bed. "Why don't we try something different?" I suggest. Rising off Markus, I get on my hands and knees above Jim. I lean down and lower my mouth onto his cock. Sucking him in, I wiggle my hips at Markus. He gets my message and moves behind me. Markus's hands grip my hips as he drives himself into me. I lick Jim's slit, tasting our combined juices. I tease him as he teased me: licking, but not giving him satisfaction. Seeing my game, Markus slows his pace to give me time to toy with Jim. I lap at Jim's cock, lightly nipping my teeth at the head and opening my mouth around him. I glide my tongue up each side of him, kissing the head each time I return to the top. I kiss the inside of his thighs, and I lick his balls, almost sucking them into my mouth. Behind me, Markus pumps in and out of me, leaning around me so he can watch as I suck his friend. "God damn it," Jim groans. "I can't take it. Suck my cock." As I had done to him, he grips my hair and holds my head against him. Eager to obey, I lower my mouth, swallowing him as far as I can. Up and down, my mouth rides him, my tongue playing with his shaft. Behind me, Markus increases his thrusts until he is pounding into me. I lightly squeeze Jim's balls with one hand as my mouth quickens its movements on his dick. Fucking me now without restraint, Markus slams into me hard, and then I hear two voices yell. Jim continues to hold my head against him, forcing me to swallow his semen. Both men shudder as their bodies fall from their climax. Knowing that I brought Markus and Jim to orgasm at the same time increases my arousal. Knowing I have handled these two men and that they are at my mercy, I scream; my entire body quakes with the biggest orgasm I have ever had. The power of it makes my whole body quiver; weak and spent, I collapse onto the bed, Markus and Jim on either side of me. We lay there, our breath returning to normal. I can't believe I've done this. And I can't believe how much better reality was than my fantasies. I know that from now on, this reality will be my fantasy. Laughing to myself, I say, "I guess I should get stopped for speeding more often." My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy. |
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Every woman's fantasy - to be with 2 handsome, sexy men, who know exactly how to please her. Well done!
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5/12/2017 7:54 am |
Have a great weekend everyone.  Jimmy B.My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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